Chapter 83
Poison door.

All the disciples in the sect know that their lord was injured by the lord of the dark pavilion not long ago, and they have retreated for more than ten days, and tomorrow is the day when they leave the seclusion.

And in the past ten days, the Lord of the Underworld Pavilion sent his subordinates to search for their poisonous sect's stronghold many times, but they all returned in vain.Because the Venerable Master disappeared a year ago, and changed his base on the day he returned a year later, their poisonous gate is now hidden in the misty forest, and there is a fog blocking the poisonous gate, normal people will get lost, and they can't find this stronghold at all. The reason why the imperial court failed to send people to suppress the poisonous sect.

And today, it was supposed to be daytime, but at this moment——

The darkness devoured everything, the bottomless deep space was split by lightning, the wind ravaged the trees, and the sky that should have been blue was like a blood-soaked hell at this moment.

The air was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. There was a rumbling sound, and a vision came from the sky. Countless people in the city hid in their homes and dared not go out. Even the poisonous people hid in the forest.

fairyland.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, above the fairy clouds, inside Chengyun Hall.

Master Yunmo sat cross-legged, opened his eyes suddenly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The fairy boy came out of the mist, "Really, the devil world has changed."

Master Yunmo waved his hand, and a water mirror appeared in the sky filled with fairy mist, reflecting everything in the demon world——

At this moment, the devil world.

The land of the abyss is like hell, and the magic-gathering stones locked by countless iron chains trembled violently.

The ground trembled accordingly, and countless monsters seemed to float out of the magma-like abyss.

There was a blood-red light around the Gathering Stone, and it seemed that it was about to break free from those iron chains.

The surrounding monsters roared, and the sky was suddenly swallowed by darkness.

……

Immortal Yunmo looked at everything in the water mirror, and slapped out with a sudden palm, the shaking of the magic gathering stone stopped for a while, and the sky gradually faded to darkness.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiantong hurried over to support him, "Really!"

Master Yunmo sat cross-legged, recovering the true energy in his body.

Xiantong frowned and looked at Shui Jing, "Really, the magic-gathering stone is a riot. The magic-gathering stone is a monster synthesized by the demonic energy in the demon's body. No one can control it except Moyi and Li Xi, the master of the Tiangong Palace. The Demon Lord is still going through calamities in the mortal world, and the demon energy on his body has not been completely removed, what should we do?"

Master Yunmo opened his eyes, "There is another person. Back then he insisted on going down to earth with Palace Mistress Lixi, so he should be back now."

Xiantong was stunned, "You mean? Immortal Emperor Yitian?"

Yunmo looked at him, "Going to find Immortal Xinghan will take a long time, and Immortal Emperor Yitian's mortal life must end as soon as possible, and he must return to the fairyland."

……

In the mortal world, Qingyue Kingdom.

Yin Qingxian's retreat was over, and all the injuries on her body were healed. At this moment, she was leaning on the main hall.

The shadow guard walked in.

Yin Qingxian raised her eyes, "What's the matter?"

The shadow guard presented the pigeon, "My lord, this is your letter."

Yin Qingxian took the note from the carrier pigeon's feet.

Suddenly, her fingers trembled——

"Miss Yin, the emperor is critically ill, there is no cure, and I want to see you, please, see you soon! —— Liu Zhen of Beichen Kingdom."

Yin Qingxian looked at the shadow guard suddenly, "Prepare the horse, prepare the horse, hurry up!"

The shadow guard had never seen the Lord so flustered, he rushed out to prepare the horse.

For a moment.

Yin Qingxian slammed onto the horse's back, grabbed the reins, and got out of the poison door at a fast speed.

How could Feng Yihan be critically ill?How could he be dying at such a young age?Why is he sick?
Yin Qingxian was really panicking at this moment. To her, Feng Yihan was not only his savior, but also her only relative during the year of amnesia.

 Today's sixth update.

  There may be more chapters, I will try my best.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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